Whispers of the Soul by Nadia Nizam

 In a land of marital turmoil and strife, Where husbands and wives lead separate lives, There lived a couple, oh, what a sight, With family drama, they'd often fight. When the husband diffused, he thought he defended, But alas, his actions were not well intended. He let his family off the hook, consequence-free, Leaving his wife feeling oh-so full of glee. She'd try to express her disdain and her pain, But he'd deny, question, and make her refrain. When it came to his kin, he'd change the topic, Leaving her silenced, feeling microscopic. But mention her family, oh, what a treat, No one could stop him, he'd go on a feat. He'd openly mock, make jokes and jest, Leaving her family feeling quite distressed. This imbalance they had, oh, it was grand, Causing emotional distress across the land. She felt hurt, disrespected, invalidated too, While he defended his own, her concerns he'd eschew. Trust and communication began to erode, As her experiences were ignored, s...

 In the depths of her soul, a mother's love resides, A symphony of emotions, where love eternally abides. She nurtures and protects, like a guardian angel's grace, Guiding her children through life's intricate maze. With a touch as tender as a feather's gentle caress, She comforts and consoles, banishing distress. Her words, like honeyed melodies, soothe every fear, Whispering encouragement, wiping away each tear. In her embrace, there's solace from the storms that brew, A sanctuary where dreams are born, where hope rings true. She listens with unwavering patience and care, Her heart an open haven, always ready to share. A mother's love knows no boundaries or bounds, It transcends time and space, in infinite surrounds. She celebrates their triumphs, in each victory she basks, And in their failures, she offers strength to rise above the tasks. Her sacrifices, unseen, like silent acts of grace, She pours her heart and soul into every embrace. From sleepless nights...

 Oh, Pakistan, the land of woes, Where misery thrives and jealousy flows. Depression, competition, and hatred so grand, A toxic brew in this desolate land. Everyone claims to be a victim of envy, While secretly plotting their own treachery. Accepting others' happiness? Oh, what a joke, In this land of bitterness, it's all smoke. The poor struggle for their daily bread, While the rich chase after more they can spread. An unending battle, a never-ending strife, Where material possessions define one's life. Dishonesty, mistreatment, hypocrisy galore, Some will go to any length, that's for sure. Forcing their opinions with no regard, Leaving others wounded, their spirits scarred. In families, a toxic game is played, Siblings manipulate, hearts betrayed. Seeking approval, a sense of pride, In the eyes of parents, they strive to reside. Guilt-tripping children, a common theme, Comparisons made, crushing self-esteem. A tight-knit joint family, a suffocating prison, No room for...

عورت کو شوہر کا کھانا گرم کرنے یا موزہ ڈھونڈنے میں کوئی خاص مسئلہ نہیں ہوتا۔ نفیس مزاج کی عورتیں تو ویسے بھی ٹانگیں سمیٹ کر بیٹھنا پسند کرتی ہیں۔ ہر لڑکی کی خواہش ہوتی ہے کہ اسے مناسب رشتہ مل جائے۔ ڈوپٹہ سر پر لینے سے آج تک کسی عورت کی موت واقع نہیں ہوئی۔ آج کل کتنی عورتوں کے دس بچے ہیں کہ یہ شکایت کی جائے کہ عورت بچہ پیدا کرنے کی مشین ہے؟ یہاں تو تین سے زیادہ بچے رکھنے والے گھر شاذ و نادر ہی ملتے ہیں۔ یہ مسائل عورت کے اصل مسائل نہیں ہیں۔ عورت کا اصل دکھ یہ ہے کہ تیزاب گردی کے واقعات پیش آتے ہیں۔ عورت کا دکھ یہ ہے کہ پسند کی شادی پر اسے قتل کیا جاتا ہے۔ عورت کا مسئلہ یہ ہے کہ اگر وہ طلاق لینا چاہے تو وہ نہیں لے سکتی۔ عورت کا دکھ یہ ہے کہ وہ اپنے رشتے بھیجنے کی آزادی نہیں رکھتی۔ عورت کا دکھ یہ ہے کہ چاہے وہ کتنی ہی تعلیم یافتہ ہو، اسے جہیز لے جانا ہوتا ہے۔ عورت کا دکھ یہ ہے کہ وہ محلے کے بدقماشوں کی شکایت اپنے والد یا بھائی سے کرنے سے ڈرتی ہے۔ عورت کا مسئلہ یہ ہے کہ اگر مرد کی توجہ اس پر پڑ جائے تو یہ یقین کیا جاتا ہے کہ عورت نے ہی ورغلایا ہوگا۔ عورت کا مسئلہ یہ ہے کہ اگر روٹی گول نہ ہو...

 When you stop telling your so called "close family and friends" every detail about your life, your enemies will be starved of information. No gossip to go around.  No shaming you about your choices.  Not all people you think of as, or call your family, are in fact your loyal friends..  Some are pretending to be with you just to feed your enemies. Be careful who you call your family because one of the scariest enemies on earth are those people who pretend to be your loyal friends. Privacy is power, what people don’t know, they can’t ruin. جب آپ اپنے دوستوں کو اپنی زندگی کے بارے میں ہر تفصیل بتانا چھوڑ دیں گے تو آپ کے دشمن معلومات کے بھوکے رہ جائیں گے۔ گھومنے پھرنے کے لیے کوئی گپ شپ نہیں۔  آپ کے انتخاب کے بارے میں آپ کو شرمندہ کرنے کی کوئی بات نہیں۔  تمام لوگ جن کے بارے میں آپ سوچتے ہیں، یا اپنے دوستوں کو کہتے ہیں، درحقیقت آپ کے دوست نہیں ہیں۔  کچھ صرف اپنے دشمنوں کو کھانا کھلانے کے لیے آپ کے ساتھ ہونے کا بہانہ کر رہے ہیں۔ محتاط رہیں کہ آپ اپنا دوست کس ...

 "It has been said, 'Time heals all wounds.' I don't agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone. I sit back and observe every person in my life, whether we talk every day or not. I know who motivates me and genuinely cares for me. I also know who talks about me behind my back and gossips just to pass the time, but also smiles in my face. I know who I can trust and who to keep a distance from. Whether I say anything or let you be fake... Trust me... I know. My silence speaks volumes, and my absence will let you know exactly where I stand. I'm not one to respond or react to fools. I remove myself from them. I know my place in people's lives and act accordingly. It's not pride; it's self-respect. And I think there are two things you don't fight for: true love and true friends. They come naturally into your life by the grace of God. I've been kind to peo...

In our culture, the relationship between a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can be quite complex. Unfortunately, there are cases where a mother-in-law creates a toxic environment by differentiating between her daughter-in-laws and intentionally causing rifts between tthem.Today my topic explores the scenario of a Pakistani mother-in-law who attempts to make one daughter-in-law feel special in order to incite jealousy in the other, leading to a cycle of degradation, hostility, and the spread of hatred within the family. 1. Setting the Stage: Cultural Context To understand the dynamics at play, it is important to consider the cultural context in Pakistan. Traditional family structures often emphasize the authority of the mother-in-law and her role as the matriarch. This can sometimes lead to power struggles and conflict between daughter-in-laws vying for acceptance and recognition. 2. Creating a Hierarchy: Differentiating between Daughter-in-Laws The toxic mother-in-law in this scenario...

I find great annoyance in a type of apology that you offer only to lighten your own conscience. You seek to appease your guilt, yet you do not come forward to make amends despite being aware of the harm you’ve caused. There are many people around us who walk over others' hearts without a second thought. Even after devastating someone’s heart and soul, they continue their lives unaware of the damage they have inflicted. After a long time, when their own spirit begins to feel heavy, they return with just two words: "I’m sorry."  Is that enough? Is it so easy to receive forgiveness for hurting someone, causing them pain, breaking their heart, or devastating their spirit? Does time, emotions, and the loss of feelings get resolved that easily? If someone’s mental and physical well-being has been affected because of you, will these two words of apology act as a balm? For God’s sake, remember before hurting or breaking someone’s heart that forgiveness regarding the rights of oth...

 This is my humble request to all of my dear friends and family. Each person on Earth faces their own exams, struggles, happiness, and hardships. Some may be blessed with more wealth, while others have less fortune. Some enjoy good health, while others battle with illness. These circumstances are part of God's plan for each one of us, and the cycle of life is the same for all. I humbly request that you understand our parents have already endured their share of struggles, sorrows, and hardships. Once they have fulfilled their responsibilities towards their children and reached an age where they should enjoy a peaceful and joyful life, it's important not to burden them with your own pains and hardships. They are accustomed to their own challenges and should not be made to bear the weight of their grown-up children's sufferings. Please recognize that they are human beings, not receptacles for your troubles. It is not their responsibility to endure additional hardships on top o...

 Life is a remarkable journey, filled with opportunities for growth and fulfillment. However, in the passage above, the perspective seems to focus on the negative aspects of life and the feeling of being trapped in a cycle of work and limited enjoyment. Let's revise it to provide a more balanced and positive outlook: Life is an intricate tapestry, woven with moments of work and leisure. While it is true that we dedicate a significant portion of our time to work, it also allows us to sustain ourselves and pursue our passions. Instead of simply viewing work as a means to survive, we can reframe it as an avenue for personal growth, contribution, and self-expression. Moreover, it is essential to find a healthy work-life balance. While dedicating time to work, it's equally important to carve out moments for relaxation, leisure, and enjoying the fruits of our labor. By managing our time effectively, we can savor the wonders of life and create cherished memories that enrich our souls....